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Friday, 24 May 2013

Friday Flash Fiction - week 47

Lollipops in the Snow‘Go on,’ Finley said. ‘I dare you.’‘No,’ Jack replied, with a mouth full of Coco Pops. ‘You do it.’ ‘I said it first.’ Finley looked at his younger brother sitting opposite him at the breakfast table. ‘Chicken,’ he muttered. ‘Am not!’ ‘Are too! Unless you can prove it?’‘Okay. Fine. I’ll do it.’ ‘Danny from down the road said they taste like lollipops.’ ‘Really?’ ‘Yeah.’ Both slipped down from the IKEA chairs and stacked their two cereal bowls into the dishwasher. In the hallway they put on thick jackets, woollen scarfs, gloves and hats. They pulled on snow boots, Finley’s were green and Jack’s were blue, and stepped outside into the freezing air. It was less than twenty seconds to the nearest lamppost. ‘Go on then,’ Finley urged. Jack gingerly stuck out his tongue and inched the tip closer to the lamppost. ‘Aah!’ He jumped back. ‘It’s freezing.’ ‘Of course it is, you idiot. You didn’t do it properly. You need to lick it and hold it there for five seconds.’‘Okay. Here goes…’Jack gave the lamppost a lick. The soft covering of ice came away and melted immediately in his mouth. ‘Hold it,’ Finley warned. ‘Five, four, three,-’ ‘Argh…’‘Two,-’‘Aargh, aargh!’‘One. Okay, you can let go now.’ ‘I can’t,’ Jack said, with difficulty. ‘I’m stuck.’ Finley laughed and then caught an image of his mother who was bound to be furious. ‘Don’t move.’ ‘Funny.’ ‘Sorry. I’ll go get Dad. He’ll know what to do.’ Jack stood glued to the lamppost. It tasted of nothing.

Flash Fiction diaryThis story is dedicated to my good friend Gillian, her husband, and her two boys Finley and Jack. May is National Short Story Month. I've joined A.M. Harte's Senseless Challenge:

We have five senses.May has five Fridays.Each Friday is dedicated to one of the senses.

The schedule is:May 03: SightMay 10: SoundMay 17: SmellMay 24: TasteMay 31: TouchThere are no rules. You can take part for one week or all five. You can write about not having that week’s sense or only having it. So...here goes!

Flash Fortnightly #14 is Desire for Belonging. A story about finding out who you are and whether you belong, or not. Click here for the link.

Ahahaha! This reminds me so much of growing up with my sisters. I loved them but, being the oldest, the one "in charge", I seemed to know everything to tell them to do so they "didn't get in trouble."I'm good to them now, I swear. :)Fun story Laura!

Ugh, I remember when a kid at my elementary school did that. He got to keep his tongue, but there was this huge frozen glob of blood on the lamp-post until the thaw came. I suppose it made a good warning totem.

This was really well depicted. I can't decide if the younger brother is more naive or the older brother more evil!